Chapter 2390: Chapter 2399: Enna Clark, You Said You Trust Me!

Miranda Lewis curled up in pain, trembling all over and clutching her stomach, "My stomach... it hurts so much..."

"Your stomach? What else is in your stomach besides garbage?" Baron Lawrence glared mercilessly at Miranda on the ground, unmoved. "You want Enna Clark to give me to you, did you ever ask what I think? What do you think I am, a scrap collector?"

In his eyes, she wasn’t even worth collecting as scraps!

After coldly tossing a few words at her, Baron Lawrence didn’t even bother to glance at her again. He turned and grabbed Enna Clark’s hand, "Those photos were all fabricated by her. I never even touched a finger of hers! You must not believe it!"

The first part was an explanation, but the ’You must not believe it’ part was pure dominance.

Enna Clark said with a laugh and a cry, "I didn’t believe it to begin with."

She felt a bit uncomfortable from being held so tight and struggled a little, "Baron Lawrence, let go of my hand first, your palm is all sweaty, it feels uncomfortable when you grip me like this."

"I won’t let go." He held on tightly, like a tyrant, glaring at her, "Enna Clark, you said you believed me!"

Enna Clark was baffled by his glare and looked back, "I already believe you, I’m just uncomfortable because your palm is sweaty, so I’m asking you to let go of my hand. Aren’t these two things unrelated?"

"If I say they’re related, they are! You believe me, so why do you want me to let go?"

"..." So, in his logic, letting him hold on meant believing in him, and not letting him hold on meant not believing in him?

Seeing her stop struggling, Baron Lawrence felt a bit better and glanced at Scott Harris beside him, frowning, "Deal with her."

Deal with her—two simple words, said as if it was a light breeze passing by.

In reality, it meant that Miranda Lewis wouldn’t have to show up in Country W anymore.

He had initially intended to use this woman to divert some people’s attention from Enna Clark, but now he changed his mind. This woman was too much trouble, she was practically courting death!

He couldn’t keep her around anymore, otherwise, with her daring to even fabricate photos and clutch her stomach claiming she was pregnant with his child, who knows what else she might do to Enna Clark in the future.

Miranda Lewis was pregnant?

He hadn’t even touched a finger of hers, how could she be pregnant with his child?

Did she conceive it in a dream?

Miranda on the ground heard his cold voice, and was so scared she lost her senses, her face turning pale, and her forehead covered in cold sweat.

She opened her eyes wide in fear, her mouth continuously uttering, "I’m sorry, President Lawrence... I’m sorry... Don’t deal with me, don’t, I won’t dare anymore."

Her stomach really hurt terribly. Miranda, clutching her stomach, struggled to get up. But her stomach hurt too much, she couldn’t get up at all. Sweat mixed with tears fell down, and her voice carried a crying tone, "President Lawrence, I really don’t dare anymore, I won’t dare anymore, I will behave from now on. I don’t want to die... I really don’t want to die..."

She misunderstood, she thought when Baron Lawrence said ’deal with her’, he meant to get rid of her.

She was overthinking it.

Even with Baron Lawrence’s immense power, he wouldn’t randomly kill someone. Killing someone required proper handling afterward.

As for Miranda Lewis, he didn’t even care to deal with the aftermath.

So he wasn’t bothered to kill her.

There are so many ways to make someone live a life worse than death, why trouble himself.

"I don’t want to... I won’t dare anymore..."

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